Baldwin Wallace University - Grindstone Yearbook (Berea, OH)

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‘ ft. 'Antropos Apteros perplexed To know which turning to take next Looked up and wished he were the bird To whom such doubts must seem absurd.' W H Auden Fact is unstable by its very nature Narouz once said to me that he loved the desert because there the wind blew out one's footsteps like candle-flames. So it seems to me does reality. How then can we hunt the truth?” Durreli

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Sighs short and infrequent were exhaled and each man fixed his eyes before his feet. T S Eliot The choice of career and goal of class Are surely explained as easily as The paradox of attending lectures; We are a race that likes to keep records. In the continuance of each library Can be seen the hope that an estuary Of the past will force men to remember That once we too had Mays and Decembers And that we once loved and knew despair. We chronicle our days and really care That someday there should be someone to see What is meant to us to live to die to be. Curious in our labyrinth we speak, Hoping no doubt someone will help us seek A way out, a way not to fight or fear, A way to prevail or at least endure. For this reason we catalogue our past, Make new sciences, and hope we will last Until we find theology or art, Meet, mate, debate, deride, denounce, and part, Take from this village its gift, try to save Ourselves by good works from the promised grave As if you could kill time without injuring eternity.' Thoroau 11

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 There are the stars—doing their old. old crisscross journeys in the sky. Scholars haven't settled the matter yet. but they seem to think there are no living beings up there. Just chalk or fire Only this one is straining away, straining away, all the time to make something of itself. Thorton Wilder